An hour south of Santa Barbara, inland from the gorgeous 101, nesting peacefully atop a hill, overlooking a one of a kind view of Simi Valley rests the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library and Museum. Since we moved north to Santa Barbara, I had been dying to go and finally, one Sunday we got our chance.…
For each New Year, instead of doing one resolution, I instead create a list of various items; things I want to accomplish, goals I want to achieve, and ways I want to improve my life. For 2017 three of my goals are 1. Spend more time outside, 2. Be in the moment, 3. Find the…
Many people think you must travel to corners of the earth, spend heaps of money and live this special life to find adventures and see beautiful things. Wrong! Beautiful places unfold before your very eyes if you only chose to open them. The United States covers almost 3.8 millions miles and is home to 58…
My toes sink between the sand as the hot Southern California sun breaths down my sweater. I closed my eyes and let the sun fill up my soul. Behind me, palm trees reach the sky and they dance back and forth against the ocean breeze. We were spending Thanksgiving weekend in one of my favorite…
Just because we circle the sun once more, add a digit to the year and turn the page in our book of life- doesn’t mean our souls grow old. Our bodies may age but our minds can stay young. I am forever a child at heart. This year, I celebrated my twenty-sixth birthday, which internally…
To some, running isn’t a huge deal and to run a 5K? That’s nothing. That’s a warm up regular runners, a light jog or even a random Tuesday. I, however, am not one of those people. To me, running is a chore, something I dread and something that often times makes me feel worse. But,…
“Do you think it’s worth it?” Dave looks at me and I feel my frustration piling over. We have been on the road for five hours watching the brake lights fill the freeway ahead of us. “It’s always worth it,” I snapped back at him. I knew my pre-show anxieties were setting in and mixing…
“My roots have grown but I don’t know where they are…” The best part of moving is having a brand new city to explore: new sights to see, new treats to taste, new wines to sample and more things to feel. I came to Santa Barbara kicking and screaming. I did not want to move…
The summer sun beat in through the lightly shaded windows around six am Sunday morning. I was sticky from the humid LA air already and I had barely opened my eyes. Fabulous. I nudged Dave and told him we had better get a move on. This wasn’t our first line waiting experience and we didn’t…
It’s hard to pin point the exact moment when you really, truly fall in love with a piece of music. It’s hard to decipher the exact moment when you hear a song, learn about a band or hear a note and suddenly, you’re swept away. You’re captured, lost and fully ‘in’ the moment with that…
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